The fortune teller's accuracy caused a sensation online, and even the government took notice.

Chapter 143 Is this shrinking the distance to an inch?

"What does 'being given the cold shoulder' mean, sister?" Little Niu asked, looking at Song Zhizhi with longing eyes after swallowing the jelly in his mouth.

After hearing Song Zhizhi's explanation, Xiao Niu continued eating his snacks without caring at all.

Song Zhizhi could only sigh; a child really is a child.

It seems that only she, as his older sister, can make plans for him.

"Don't worry, sister, Seventh Brother won't dare," Little Cow, who was eating snacks, suddenly said.

Song Zhizhi was very curious as to why a bull-headed demon dared to call Bai Wuchang "Seventh Brother, Seventh Brother".

This is clearly wrong.

You can ask the calf, but the calf can't remember. You can ask Di Ting, but Di Ting won't tell you.

Song Zhizhi could only keep her curiosity to herself.

At this moment, Song Jiang, who was in the Ginseng Paradise, had not walked fifty meters when his parents discovered the ginseng.

Perhaps it's because their son has been ill for so long that the family members have become doctors.

The Song family was quite familiar with these expensive medicinal herbs.

Not long after discovering ginseng, they also found lingzhi mushrooms.

The Song family: ...

Is this really a blessed place?

Are precious medicinal herbs readily available everywhere?

Can I take it?
"Uncle, aunt, and big brother, the boss said you're destined to be in this dungeon, so you can take half of what you see there!"

When Song's mother looked up, she saw a little girl sitting on a high tree branch, swinging her legs, saying what Song had just heard.

Can I take half just because I see it?
Mother Song repeated herself and asked.

The little girl nodded, and suddenly jumped down from the high tree branch, startling the Song family.

It's one thing for a little kid to be sitting on such a high branch without being scared, but to actually dare to jump down?

Isn't this courting death?

But before they could even rescue her, they saw the little girl standing steadily in front of them, completely unharmed.

The little girl ignored their shock.

Instead, he frowned and approached Song Jiang, saying something that displeased the Song family: "You're about to die."

The Song family: ...

"But why do I smell a familiar scent on you?"

The Song family members were at a loss for words, but Song Jiang remained silent for a moment before asking, "The death aura? Has it become this strong?"

Song's mother's eyes instantly reddened.

Why do you have to tell her all the time that her son is going to die?
Why did they have to take her son's life?!
The little tree shook its head. "It's not death energy, it's a familiar aura, but not a human aura."

The little tree kept shaking its head, seemingly pondering why.

The moment she turned around, it suddenly dawned on her, "No wonder my sister said you were my destined one! So that's why!"

Song's mother and father were completely confused and were about to ask when they saw the little girl, who had been standing no more than a meter away from them, suddenly appear ten meters away.

Then it vanished without a trace the next second? ? ?
Is this still a technological society?
Is this some kind of journey to a cultivation world?

Mrs. Song turned to Mr. Song, "Honey, am I seeing things? You saw it too, didn't you?"

Mr. Song nodded; he really saw it!

Men are rational, but this bizarre thing happened right before their eyes, and even the most rational person can't explain it with science!

What use is reason at a time like this? "Could she...this child...possibly possess the ability to shrink distances to an inch?"

When Song's father heard his wife say this before, he thought she was obsessed with fantasy dramas and deeply addicted to them.

But now that he heard this, he couldn't refute it!

Isn't this just shrinking the distance to an inch?
Is it space travel?

They're all equally outrageous!
Mr. Song looked at his son and asked, "What was that little girl talking about, the destined person?"

When he saw the little girl jump down from such a tall tree without any injury and disappear before their eyes like a fairy, Song Jiang felt an unwavering determination in his heart!
He wants to stay at the amusement park!

He wants to follow Boss Song!

It's time to tell Mom and Dad.

“Dad, you already know what Boss Song told me: that after I die, I should stay in the amusement park so I can see you anytime. I was a little hesitant before, but now I think this is an opportunity, a chance.”

Seeing his excited mother, Song Jiang immediately continued, "You've all seen the magic of the amusement park. This little girl isn't human at all. What kind of being can shrink the distance between people? Mom, you've read so many novels, don't you understand?"

Song's mother was distracted by her son's words, "Are they cultivating immortality?"

If the people here can cultivate immortality, why couldn't they save her son?
Knowing his mother well, Song Jiang continued, "I think it might be true, but Boss Song may not have been cultivating immortality for very long, so he can't save my life, but he can keep me in the amusement park. But if I really stay here, I might get a share of these opportunities, and maybe I can come back to life."

This was the first time Song's mother had heard her son talk so much about her death and survival.

Although she felt uncomfortable, she thought, "Why can't this boss start cultivating immortality sooner? That way, her son wouldn't have to die."

But she knew she had no right to say that.

My son is right. There is a chance for him to be resurrected here, and I shouldn't hold onto this place.

Mrs. Song looked at Mr. Song, hoping he would say something.

Mr. Song nodded. “My son is right. Since he has found his destiny here, we should trust him, as well as this magical amusement park and this Mr. Song.”

Since he didn't believe it and had no other choice, Mr. Song could only say that.

Over the years, his despair has been deeper than anyone else's, but he cannot show it.

"Hey, what are you guys still doing here?"

The sapling that had disappeared and reappeared stood before the three, looking at them with puzzled expressions. Then, thoughtfully, it said, "I understand. This is the emotion you humans feel when facing death and separation, isn't it? I get it!"

The Song family: ...

How can a little kid know everything?
No, cultivators are very old. They look like little kids, but they might be hundreds of years old!
"My...my sir, is my son really beyond saving?"

Song's mother still wouldn't give up.

"I don't know," the little tree said, staring at them.

"You're not a cultivator," Song's mother didn't say the words, paused, and continued, "You could tell at a glance that my son was going to die."

"Yes, is it difficult?"

"Since we can see it, can't we also..."

The little tree immediately waved its hand in refusal, "I can see that, but I can't save him. He was going to die anyway. My sister said he couldn't be saved, how could I possibly save him? I'm just a little tree!"

"You should explore this place more; perhaps he'll leave you some good things after he dies!"

With a bitter smile, Song's mother said that she would rather have nothing than have her son alive.

"Xiaoshu, we'll be colleagues from now on," Song Jiang said abruptly.

Little Tree looked at him happily and said, "Then you have to play with me more, okay? I love playing with handsome older brothers the most!"

"Why did you suddenly appear ten meters away? Could it be that if I had stayed behind, I could have done the same?"

Little Tree shook its head and looked at Song Jiang, pouting, "Humans are really cunning! Of course you can! But I won't tell you!"

(End of this chapter)